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After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
On the day of the wedding, Brendan left me and went to find his true love. When I called him, he, who had always been gentle to me, showed impatience for the first time, saying, "It's just a wedding, I'll make it up to you when I get back." Feeling disheartened, I suggested calling off the wedding. Brendan thought I was just being stubborn, and in the face of friends' advice, he said, "It's okay, when she calms down, she will come find me." It wasn't until Edrence, the prince, posted our marriage certificate that Brendan suddenly went crazy and came knocking on my door. When he saw the man who opened the door, he was slightly stunned. And I, standing behind the man, with a blush still on my face, leaned forward and asked, "Nephew, what brings you to see your auntie so late?"
I was once a well-known feminist activist, but later I became a gold digger and a submissive wife. To earn money for Frank's medical treatment, I married Zachary and became a stepmother to his autistic son, Erik. Former friends criticized me for degrading myself and cut off contact with me. My life became very narrow; I spent my days meticulously caring for Erik and my nights accompanying Zachary through the ups and downs. In the fifth year of our marriage, Erik's biological mother returned. She was a wealthy heiress, a PhD from a prestigious university, stunningly beautiful, and had built a feminist persona on social media, amassing millions of followers. In comparison, I felt dull and uninteresting, and people found me repulsive. So, I decided to file for divorce.
My brother hates me, he hates me. He can't accept having a sister with a mental illness. He often deliberately provokes me to have an episode in front of others. Making me look ugly. The most common phrase he says is: "Haylen, I really wish you were dead from your illness." Later, I really died. But he went crazy. Every day stubbornly imitating my ugly appearance when I have an episode. Begging me to appear in his dreams for a glance.
My wife didn't want to have children, so we agreed to have sterilization surgery together. Little did I know, she regretted it after I had the surgery. She said, "I feel like two people should have a child together. Now that you've had the surgery, I'll have to find someone else like Nick, and when the child is born, we can raise it together." It turns out she had already made up her mind to have a child with someone else. So I smiled and said, "Okay." But as she wished, I asked for a divorce. Now she regrets it.
In the previous life, I was framed for cheating in the college entrance examination and was banned from taking the exam for three years. My future was completely ruined. My twin sister, on the other hand, successfully got into the USC School of Cinematic Arts and became a top female star in the entertainment industry, while I worked in a factory screwing screws. After work, I was robbed and killed in the outskirts with no one to claim my body. After being reborn, I kept my sister's admission ticket. I reported the human traffickers' parents to the police.
On the tenth anniversary of our marriage, I received a photo of my husband in bed. The mistress flaunted it in front of me, boasting, "The one who is not loved is the real third party." I laughed uncontrollably. She may not know that besides her and other mistresses, my husband also has a "moonlight" hidden in his heart for ten years. In order to be with the "moonlight", he even made up stories like the "moonlight" being his cousin.
The husband took their daughter on an autumn outing, but she unexpectedly died. It wasn't until the driver responsible for the accident came to apologize that I realized my husband was the one who caused our daughter's death. He sacrificed our daughter to save the son of his first love. Later, my husband begged me for forgiveness, and I watched him harm himself with a smile.
People in the city released orcs that nobody wanted to the countryside, and a friend notified me to go and pick one up. When I arrived after finishing killing the last pig, there was only a small little pig that nobody wanted left. He was covered in wounds and looked at me with fear. "You don't have anyone to take care of you either? I'll take you with me," I said with compassion, holding the little pig and walking towards the pig slaughterhouse. Suddenly, my arms felt damp, and I realized that I had forgotten that he had already been bitten to death by the orcs in the city.
After signing the death insurance with my husband as the beneficiary, I got into a car accident not long after. During the wait for rescue, I found out that it was all orchestrated by my self-proclaimed best friend and husband. Even my daughter, who was never close to me and resented my strict parenting, turned out to be their child! Meanwhile, my biological child had been killed by them and replaced. I died with resentment and my spirit floated in the air, watching them enjoy the huge compensation and live carefree. I was filled with anger like a vengeful ghost. However, to my surprise, I was reincarnated on the day when the decision of my inheritance was made after my death. I laughed happily because in this life, I won't let their family fall apart and suffer.
Three years ago He accidentally fell from a building, resulting in a disability in both legs. The doctor said the hope of recovery was slim. I accompanied him to grasp that slim hope. Three years later, he recovered. He once again became the hotshot of the sky. But he told his friend, "I have always been afraid to touch her, afraid to see her shrunken feet under her skirt, afraid I can't control my disgust..." But he didn't know, I lied to him. My legs have never had any problems.
After being harmed, my soul left my body, and I discovered the truth that my whole family wanted to harm me. So I started to fight back. I began to teach my younger brother, distance myself from my fiancé, take control of the family business, and audit my mother's dowry shop. I forced my stepmother and father to make up for the embezzled money, and then set a trap to catch my stepsister Nora and fiancé Max in the act of adultery, spreading the scandal throughout Eighphia. After seeking treatment from a renowned doctor, my health gradually improved. I exposed my stepmother's actions against me, sought revenge, and gradually revealed the truth that it was my own good father who was behind the harm to me and my mother. Through confrontation and covert investigation, I gathered evidence and uncovered a secret that was enough to destroy my father's entire family... I avenged myself and my mother, and also found a fulfilling marriage.
Source: I sent a WeChat message reminding my younger brother to pick up his birthday gift. His response was instantaneous: "Fox spirit, die!" Afterwards, my brother not only didn’t comfort me but also said, "Sister, my girlfriend just cares too much about me. You can't take it out on her!" Later, his girlfriend intensified her attacks. First, she insulted me as a broke loser who couldn't attract a wealthy man. Then she accused me of being shameless and wanting to compete with my brother for family inheritance. I laughed, does she not know that the Qi family values daughters over sons? With me around, would such a person be able to step foot in my home?
Here is the translation: "My boyfriend doesn't let me wear skirts or put on makeup so that other men won't find me attractive. ‘You say you're going to a music festival, do you really need to dress up so flamboyantly?’ ‘I just want to please myself.’ ‘Take off your makeup, or don’t go!’ I reluctantly removed my makeup and changed into jeans. At the music festival, my boyfriend took out a ring and proposed to me. I couldn't take it anymore. ‘Get lost, you凤凰男 (a term used in Chinese culture to describe a man who comes from a humble background but asserts superiority after achieving success)!”
Here’s the translation: "When I was down and out, I had a wealthy backer and suddenly became the hottest star. Later, when the backer fell from grace, I ditched him. Upon hearing the news that Jiang Cheng was making a comeback, I knew I was in for some bad luck."
I've been with my Oscar-winning boyfriend for two years, and I never agreed to go public. Until, after the nth time I was rumored to be with a rising young star, he suddenly made an official announcement. That day, Weibo almost crashed, and I couldn't sleep all night because of him.
"Brother, it's raining heavily here. Is it raining a lot there too?" I sent this flirty message to my sister, but accidentally sent it to my boss instead! And he has a girlfriend. By the time I realized my mistake, it was too late to unsend it. I’m dead; at this moment, I want to dig a hole and bury myself, because I’m about to be labeled a bitch and a homewrecker! I’ll regret this so much that I want to cry when I get fired! To avoid being fired and to save at least a little bit of face, I decisively removed my boss from my friend list and blacklisted him.
There is a strange young man in the house. He can cook, drive, and is very attentive. He says he is here to repay a favor, but later I found out that he is an orphan I had helped in the past. However, the way he repays this favor has become increasingly distorted.
I have been in a relationship with He Chen for eleven years. At an age when we could least afford to be tossed around, he grew tired and found various excuses to force me to break up. I could no longer argue; I just quietly looked at him and said, "Breaking up with me means you want to have a home with Liang Qing, right?" He Chen's silence confirmed my answer, completely forgetting that he once promised to give me a home. But eleven years have passed, and He Chen still hasn't been able to provide me with a home. I had completely given up and was ready to leave, but he said he regretted it.